I take Ian to school on Wednesdays, which means I work late to make up the difference. It took him a while to get there, but I think Ian misses me, too:

‘I’m OK, but I’m sorted. That means when you break the rules, you get really tired.

And please do the stuff that you don’t know, and when you’re done with work, I still love you. When you’re at work, I know you want to be with me and you’re sad.’

Not all who wander are four years old. Just most of them.